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Running through the 'exit' doors, I think about what I'm doing. I'm helping a boy who is most likely to be a kind of wanted person and a little girl, not over nine, who is scaring the shit outta me with her expressionless face.
Something hard hits me.
This never happens in the movies. They don't just run into poles.
They get shot.
Don't get me wrong, I do not want to get shot.
"Crap"
"Come on" the boy says pulling me out of my thoughts.
We run through the parking lot looking for cars which might possibly be open due to the carelessness of their owners.
I, reaching the last car on the row realize that there's no hope for us.
In less than a minute we will be sir rounded by the SWAT team. Then my mom's probably not going to bail me out of jail because she doesn't think I deserve the mercies the world has to offer.
I sink to the floor.
How the hell am I supposed to make friends in prison?
"No this cannot be happening, not right now" the boy says pacing back and forth.
"I'm Ellie"
My head snaps towards the voice,i almost forgot she was here.
"Hi Ellie, I'm Anya"
The boy stops in front of us.
"We are about to get stuck in jail for the rest of our lives and all you do is sit there and introduce yourselves"
Ellie smiles, "I It doesn't look like anything you're doing is helping the matter Dave"
"How do u know my name?" He asks
I intervene because it looks like the boy ( who happens to be Dave) is about to slaughter Ellie, " You caused this on yourself you know"
I pick up some pebbles and begin to juggle them.
He scoffs," can I ask you something?"
I nod.
" Why the fuck did you help me"
I stare back at him.
A white van pulls up right in front of us.
"Shit they're here. "
Nobody bothers to ask who so I'm guessing we were all thinking the same thing.
Slowly
Very slowly
Very very slowly
The window goes down
The man in the divers seat is probably my best description of the transporter. With the bald head and everything. he looks in our direction.
"Get in"
Three security guards holding big guns which I later recognize as an AK 47 rifle are running towards us.
Dave dashes toward the can, I guess there's only one thing to do."
Ellie follows him.
What if this guy works for the government.
"You can either come in and be safe or stay out and be shot, your choice." he says as if reading my mind.
I run into the van. I can't even try to describe the van. it looked like an airplane inside but outside it was a mere van.
I settle down.
Ping
Ping
The stupid gaurs are shooting at us.
"Ok, kids" the transporter dude says, " my name is Vinz Mathews"
He starts the engine,takes a cigarette out of his pocket.
" Oh and buckle up will ya. were in for a hell of a ride."
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